"You've got that Lisa Rinna thing going on with your lips..."

Thanks hubby.  Okay, so maybe right now I'm a poster child for Botox lip injections but hey it's not my fault.  I burned in Puerto Rico.  The Mexican burned.  My arms, my chest and yes, my lips.  Right now I give new meaning to the word, "pout."  

Ohhh, I did not want to come back.  I mean yesterday I was running on the beach, reading my Jodi Piccoult and sipping mojitos by the pool.  Tomorrow?  Tomorrow I will head to Cape Cod to run the last half of The Hyannis Marathon with Fruity Pebbles.  Forecast for Sunday?  Sleeting rain.  Yup.  That's okay; we're still going to have fun.  We always do.

You know me, everything is a learning experience.  Here's what I learned down in Puerto Rico.

1.  Don't let a 7 year old apply sunblock to your back.  Kind of missed some spots.

2.  The mojito is my new favorite drink (and if the cute wife orders them from the pool bar then they'll be much stronger then if you send up the hubby.)

3.  Puerto Rico med balls are not the same as CP med balls.  I was going to do med ball stomps and on my first stomp the damn thing hit the ceiling and a panel fell.  Oops!  The thing just bounced and the ceiling was low and yes I felt so cool when it happened.

4.  I deep down love water aerobics.  You should have seen me and the gang every afternoon.  How could one not love running in the water to Shakira with my mojito in plain sight?

5.  If you are kayaking in the pitch dark with your 10 year old son and an 80 pound iguana named Ted (he just looked like a Ted to me) falls out of tree 

and scares the living daylights out of you don't scream "OMG, it's a chupacraba, we're going to die!"

6.  Nachos should be considered a major food group.  Especially pretty colorful ones.

7.  It pays to be nice.  Me and my new BFF Luiz at La Concha (home of the now infamous NYE Lopez vs Anthony showdown) not only got me into our suite early but also got us reservations at the trendy hip Parrot Club even though they were booked.  

8.  Perhaps playing pool volleyball in your makes the cleavage look good but doesn't really have a lot of support Juicy Couture bathing suit is not the be

st idea because, cough, cough, something could happen when diving for a save.  

This was a true vacation.  Total relaxation.  I did train every day.  I spent my days riding the waves, soaking in the sun, reading, playing in the pool, doing water aerobics and yes, I even got a massage at the spa.  The sun wiped us out and we pretty much were all asleep by 10:00.  Spooky kooky?  I would wake up every morning with 90 Mile Waterfall by The National stuck in my head and I arrive in Boston to multiple messages by Michelle that OMG The National is coming in May!  OOh, I must go listen to them right now.  

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